Oh, that brought flashbacks. 15 years of shows and conventions, with the additional joy of moving a van’s worth (and sometimes a 15-foot truck) of glass, water, and carnivorous plants. Do you give yourself a treat when you manage to fill that tiny gap between the top boxes and the ceiling? (Honest to Elvis, I would pack my van so full that not only did I not have room for a passenger, but I had problems inhaling on the drive out. It was worth it, though, driving back nearly empty.)